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When I was awoke the next morning, I discovered that I was in a bed. Slightly confused, I got up and went to see where everyone was. They were all in the kitchen; Mrs. Weasley was there as well. It looked like she was gathering items to prepare for breakfast. Everyone looked extremely tired, but in a better mood.

"Morning," I said, taking a seat next to Fred. He slung his arm around me and I scooted my chair closer to him. "Why did I wake up in a bed?"

"After you fell asleep, I took you back upstairs so you could sleep in peace," Fred said.

"Aw that was so sweet. Sorry I fell asleep, I really wanted to wait up with you," I said as Mrs. Weasley began to set plates full of food in front of everyone.

"Oh Willow, it's alright. You didn't miss much," Mrs. Wealsey said, placing a plate of eggs in front of me, "It was very sweet of you for wanting to wait up and that's what really matters. Mr. Wealsey is going to be just fine. He should be coming home in a couple days."

"That's wonderful. I'm so glad he's alright," I said, relieved that Mr. Weasley would be fine.

"Willow, might I just say that your pajama bottoms are absolutely smashing. Wherever did you get them?" Fred asked in mock amazement. I had grown so use to putting on his boxers before bed that I didn't really think about it anymore.

"Why my wonderful boyfriend gave them to me. They're his," I replied.

"Really? He must be one amazing, incredible, and good-looking guy to give you his boxers."

"Meh, he's ok. I'm just kinda waiting till someone better comes along," I said, eyeing him with a smile.

"I feel the same about my girlfriend. She's more of a place holder really," he said playing the game. I elbowed him in the side before picking up my fork.

"Jerk," I muttered with a smile.

"But you love me," he said, leaning his head on my shoulder.

"I do," I admitted and laughed as he kissed my temple before we both began eating. The meal was, as always, amazing.

After the meal was over, Mrs. Weasley began clearing away the dishes. "Now, we've all had a long night, and Harry and Hermione will be here later this afternoon so why don't you all go upstairs and get some rest." We all began to rise. "Fred, Willow, wait a minute." Fred and I exchanged a look before sitting back down. Once everyone had left, Mrs. Wealsey began to speak again. "You two are going to be spending the rest of Christmas break here, together. What you do at Hogwarts is none of my business but while you're here, there's going to be some rules. There will be no sleeping in the same bed together, no being in the same room alone together, no touching below the waist, no using the bathroom at the same time, no-" she was cut off my Sirius who walked in.

"Molly, I think you're forgetting that this is my house and that I might have some rules as well."

"Fine fine," Mrs. Weasley said and with a huff, left began to leave the kitchen.

"Alright, well, there will be no touching, no cuddling, no smiling, no having fun, no...ok I think she's gone." He leaned across the table toward us, and lowered his voice before continuing. "Unlike some people," he nodded in the direction Mrs. Wealsey had left, "I remember what it's like to be young. My one and only rule: don't get caught. I don't care what you do; just don't get caught, 'cause if you do, she'll have my head as well as yours."

"Thanks Sirius," I said with a huge smile.

"Thanks mate," Fred said, and pulled out my chair for me. Together, we made our way into his and George's room. "You know, it's been almost a year," he said, closing the door behind him.

"Yes, I'm aware," I said, sitting on his bed. He walked over to me, took my hands, and pulled me up.

"I think that would be cause for celebration," he said, wrapping his arms around me so my body was secure against his.

"But most people would wait until the actual date of their one year anniversary."

"But we have the perfect opportunity now. Mum won't expect us down until lunch which is hours away, and, after talking to him last night, George said he would be out of our hair for today, and today only since it our first day together in, blimey 5 months. I think it will be forgiven it we're a few days early." He took my face in his hands and gently kissed me on the lips. He began to kiss down my jaw, to my neck. When he reached the base, he bit down. Not hard of course, but just hard enough.

I was in complete bliss. Finally the moment I had been waiting, well, over a year for really. But it also seemed so familiar too. It seemed like this just happened, but I can't seem to place when. Suddenly the thought hit me, the last time I experienced this was with Kyle. Kyle was the one kissing and nipping at my neck and I thought it was Fred. All the memories from that night came flooding back into my head. I recalled every single detail with precision, and it scared me. I was so convinced that I was with Fred, but really it was Kyle. What if this moment is just like before?

"Stop, stop, stop!" I said and shoved him away, my heart beating fast.

"Love, what's wrong?" Fred asked, concern written all over his face. He gently took my hand and pulled me back to him. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, no, I don't know!" I started to have a mini freak out. He took hold of both my hands and pulled me closer to him.

"You're ok love, you're ok. Now, tell me what's wrong."

"Promise not to get mad?"

"Promise."

"Ok," I said and took a deep relaxing breathe, "While I was back at the Academy, there was this guy, Kyle, and he sorta had a crush on me. After the first Quiddith game, that the seventhers won of course, there was a party going on in the lounge. He...he spiked my drink with something, I don't know what. Everything got really fuzzy and, whatever he gave me made me think I was with you and not him."

Fred's face got very serious. "So you and him...did it?"

"No! No, Tiff and James came to the rescue. We didn't do it." He ushered me to the bed. I climbed on and sat down. He took one hand in his, and the other he used to cup my face.

"Hey," he said gently, "You said he spiked your drink?" I nodded. "Then it's not your fault. You didn't do anything wrong. Trust me, I know from firsthand experience. Remember the Alicia and the love potion? I don't blame you for what happened. And if I ever meet this Kyle guy, I'll kill him. Sound good?" I smiled and laughed.

"Sounds brilliant," I said and hugged him. "I love you so much." We pulled apart and he took my face in his hands so I was staring into his crystal blue eyes. I could feel my insides melt and I realized I wanted, no, needed him. I leaned forward and captured his lips in mine. It wasn't a rushed, or forceful kiss. It was soft, gentle, and loving. His tongue began to caress my bottom lip, so I graciously open my mouth for him. He moved one of his hands to my shoulder, and pushed me down on the bed without breaking our kiss. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and, breaking our kiss briefly, pulled it over my head...

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"You're going to be so tired," I said to Fred. We were both laying in bed, I was wrapped in his arms.

"I don't care. It was worth it," he said and kissed my head.

"Better than Alicia?" I teased.

"Who?" he asked and I laughed.

"You know if you're mom catches us like this, we're dead."

"Yeah, I know. But it's worth the risk," he said. I snuggled closer to him. It had defiantly been worth waiting almost a year to completely be with him. This moment will forever be one of my most unforgettable (in a good way) moments. I glanced up and him and noticed that his eyes were closed and his breathing had slowed. He looked so cute sleeping. I wasn't really tired, but I didn't want to risk him waking up, or spoiling the moment so I remained in his bare arms.

I was letting my mind wander over everything that had happened until this point. I remembered talking to Professor Alula and looking into the crystal ball. So I was right. This was what the ball foretold about love and happiness. I smiled to myself. Now all I have to do is survive some big change and a lot of sadness. That doesn't sound like fun, but with Fred with me, I'm sure I can handle it.

OK! Who saw Harry Potter this weekend? *raises hand* Who saw the midnight show *raises hand* Who dresses up? *raises hand* Who burst out into Back to Hogwarts from AVPM with guys you don't know? *raises hand* Who cried, no bawled at the end? *raises hand* Who saw it again about ten hours later and still bawled at the end? *raises hand* Anyone else or is it just me? lol Well I hope you did see Harry Potter cuz it was freaking AMAZING! Like the best Potter movie so far. Two thumbs up!

And I also watched The End of Time this weekend and bawled during that as well. Why is everything epicly awesome epicly sad as well?